Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight novel Chapter 217

Chapter 217: Chapter 217: Always Hiding Someone in My Heart

Chen Sulan’s funeral was so simple that it hardly compared to that of an ordinary person.

Even common folks grieve for three days, whereas she was hastily cremated, and buried in a chosen plot.

Gong Yan indeed wanted to hold a memorial service for her, but every call he made was either rejected or met with excuses of being unavailable.

Aside from the very few whom Chen Sulan most wished to harm.

Even Gong Yan’s own uncle, Chen Hongwei, had taken his family and left the country with money in hand.

What was most ludicrous was that it was Chen Sulan herself who had, with her last breath, tipped him off, leading to his departure at this critical point.

Hard to say anything about it.

Lin Zhiyi hadn’t wanted to come; it was Liu He who wanted to.

In the bleak wind, Gong Yan, not seen for days, was clad in a black suit, his cheeks more hollow than before.

He placed the urn into the small pit, covered it with a tombstone, and there lay a person’s lifetime.

Afterward, Lin Zhiyi turned to leave.

Gong Yan chased after her.

As he drew near, a figure stepped in front of her.

"Is there something you want?"

The man’s voice was low and cold, carrying an air of indisputable authority.

Gong Yan looked at the man, then at Lin Zhiyi, and took a step back.

"Uncle, I just want to talk to Zhiyi. There’s nothing I can do in my current state."

Gong Chen stood beside Lin Zhiyi, lighting a cigarette, his cold gaze sweeping over Gong Yan.

"Go ahead, talk."

Gong Yan didn’t dare to approach, because he knew he had completely failed.

He looked at Lin Zhiyi with regret and said, "Zhiyi, I’m sorry."

Lin Zhiyi shook her head.

Gong Yan thought she still harbored feelings from their past relationship, his eyes brightened, and he murmured, "Zhiyi..."

"Do you think I should forgive you, so you can leave without any burden? No, I will never forgive you. Everything you’re suffering now is retribution! You deserve to live your life with an uneasy conscience."

Lin Zhiyi’s voice resounded with finality in the quiet cemetery.

Having said her piece, she pushed past him and strode away.

Gong Yan’s body swayed, and he stood there, dazed.

As Lin Zhiyi descended the stairs, she walked too quickly, and her high heels stumbled, nearly tumbling down the steps.

Fortunately, an arm stretched out from behind her, encircling her waist, and pulled her back.

"What’s wrong?"

A subdued voice fell over Lin Zhiyi’s head.

She struggled, "I’m fine, let go."

Gong Chen, no longer as forceful as before, released her at once.

As soon as Lin Zhiyi’s feet touched the ground, a surge of pain and soreness overwhelmed her, and she stumbled into Gong Chen’s embrace.

Gong Chen effortlessly picked her up horizontally, his expression relaxed slightly, a faint, almost imperceptible smile on his lips.

"If you wanted a hug, you could have just said so."

"I did not!" Lin Zhiyi emphasized.

"Don’t move."

The man’s hand gently pinched Lin Zhiyi’s thigh.

A tingling sensation spread, leaving her dumbfounded, with a mix of indignation.

"Uncle, don’t go too far."

"Is this too far? I’ve done far worse, have you forgotten?" Gong Chen’s remark was both intentional and casual.

Lin Zhiyi’s cheeks flushed red; she didn’t dare to respond.

As they left, Gong Chen cast a glance at Gong Yan, his eyes filled with icy threats.

When they reached the parking lot, Lin Zhiyi looked around.

"Where are my uncle and mom?"

"They left. Whose fault is it you were chatting such nonsense with him?" Gong Chen’s tone carried a hint of displeasure.

"Uncle, do you also indulge in sarcasm?" Lin Zhiyi retorted with a glance.

Chen Jin couldn’t hold back a laugh while opening the car door.

A layer of frost seemed to briefly cloud Gong Chen’s eyes.

Feeling a chill down his spine, Chen Jin respectfully shielded the car top with his hand: "Third Young Master, Miss Lin, please."

Having no other choice, Lin Zhiyi got into Gong Chen’s car. _{ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com}

Only after the car stopped again did she realize Gong Chen had actually brought her to a hospital.

She quickly insisted, "It’s not a big deal, a bit of ice at home will suffice."

The little girl who had exited the elevator turned back and giggled at them.

Lin Zhiyi truly wished she could burrow into a hole.

On the way to Li Huan’s office, she dared not cover her face again, yet she also didn’t dare meet Gong Chen’s eyes, her gaze wandering all over.

Unexpectedly, she caught sight of Song Wanqiu.

The doctor and the nurses were changing her dressing.

When the bandage was removed, Lin Zhiyi glanced over and was startled.

The cut stretched from Song Wanqiu’s nostril across the eyelid to the scalp.

Her face was somewhat swollen, and the hair around the wound was shaved off, making the scar appear even more hideous.

It seems that from now on, trying to appear gentle would only leave a horrifying impression.

Originally, Lin Zhiyi didn’t care about Gong Chen’s remarks regarding disfigurement. After all, for a wealthy young lady like Song Wanqiu, even a pimple on the face was considered disfigurement.

She hadn’t expected it to be so serious.

Perhaps because Lin Zhiyi was staring too intently, Song Wanqiu noticed her.

Song Wanqiu suddenly acted as if provoked, screaming aloud.

"Ah! Why is she here? Bitch! It’s all your fault! I’m going to kill you."

Song Wanqiu pushed away the doctor, violently getting up and lunging at Lin Zhiyi.

But her foot was also broken, and she didn’t even stand firm before falling to the floor.

Observing Song Wanqiu sprawled on the ground, Gong Chen did not linger but walked away carrying Lin Zhiyi without looking back.

Lin Zhiyi hesitated, "Did you do that on purpose, letting me see?"

Without an explanation, Gong Chen simply said, "Settling something on your mind."

Lin Zhiyi stared at him, and though she was moved, she was also filled with many doubts.

Although now many mysteries from her past life had been solved.

But in matters of the heart, she could never figure out Gong Chen’s thoughts.

His regard for her could be out of responsibility for that one night or perhaps guilt after she was hurt by Gong Yan.

It might even be just a man’s desire for a woman.

But they had never discussed their feelings.

His heart was always elusive, as if he always harbored someone in his heart.

Before she thought it was Song Wanqiu. Now... she didn’t know.

Amid her thoughts, Li Huan arrived.